I was taken by the boss of the enemy camp [Transmigration Book]

"Machinery of the World", the beginning of everything.

At first, Guan Qingxian was attracted by such a vulgar name, and then tirelessly pursued it.

As the name suggests, this article is probably a web article that perfectly integrates various labels such as seizing one's wife, friendship, and social ethics, but without love.

Seizing the Inheritance——As the eighth prince of the Da'an Dynasty, the male protagonist is outstanding in every way, so naturally he will not be absent from this important event.

Friendship—machinarism, the heroine’s sense of existence is weak or disappears, of course, the second male lead is needed to join in.As a serious lover of online literature, Guan Qingxian analyzed this article based on his many years of experience in reading literature, and found that the imperial teacher of this dynasty played a lot of roles, which is enough to play the attractive role of the second male lead.

As for social ethics, we have to mention the broad and broad camp of villains in the book "Power and Conspiracy".

Since a real man plans the world, he must kick a few stumbling stones away.And according to the incomplete statistics of the readers of this book, the male protagonist—that is, the eighth prince Jing Xi has more stumbling blocks.

From the emperor Lao Tzu down to the playmate cook, there are also remnants of the previous dynasty, political parties making enemies, ambitious brothers, etc., and so on.

Among them, the most perverted one, the one that makes readers feel itchy and eager to replace the protagonist in the battle, is none other than the leader of the royalist faction—Joseph, the commander of the imperial army.

Qiao Xie only made a few appearances in the book, and was honored as the spokesperson of the remnants of feudalism by the readers of "The Power of the World"—accepting bribes, using diabolical methods, using the public to benefit one's own interests, and bullying others...

If it's just like this, the role of Qiao Xie is not enough to be repeatedly dragged out by the readers to flog the corpse. After all, the third prince who wants to be vicious and unscrupulous in his affairs, and who needs to be in power, the original body who is in power is even better.

But as the most impressive villain in the enemy camp, there is one thing about Joshua that other villains can't compare to—

He covets the beauty of the Eighth Prince, and in order to get the latter, he will do everything possible to coerce and lure him.

In this world without a heroine, the Eighth Prince sadly accepted the heroine's script.Josie was forever nailed to the pillar of shame as an evil villain.

Readers spontaneously imagined the ugly image of Commander Qiao—a black charcoal face with a bad nose, a short body with a pot belly, and a sinister, lewd, and slutty face when he turned his head.

Before that, Guan Xiaoxian also believed so firmly.

He even felt that the original body was able to be delayed until dozens of chapters before being killed by the Eighth Prince, all because there was such a villain attracting firepower.

But now, Guan Qingxian recalled that on the long royal road, the little leader smiled slightly, his facial features were more profound, his appearance was handsome, his wasp waist and long legs, his tall and mighty good figure when he left in the golden light of the morning, he couldn't help it. makes people feel——

What a fucking man!

Even if he is nailed to the pillar of shame, he is a handsome and inviolable bloody real man!

The fuck, could it be the perverted idiot that the readers crazily criticized?

No, not possible!

If he had known that Qiao Xie was so handsome, there would definitely be a group of people who closed their eyes and acted like dogs, maybe they would offer the Eighth Prince Jing Xi with his clean hands.

However, handsome is handsome.

Accepting bribes, vicious means, false public affairs for personal gain, and bullying others, Guan Xiaoxian believes that it is absolutely true.

After all, he is now sitting in prison for obstructing Commander Qiao from accepting bribes - the other party is still using the trumped-up charges of "staying in the palace until dusk" to arrest him.

Excuse me, a cook in the imperial kitchen, where should he be before leaving the palace?In the crust? !

In the blink of an eye, the setting sun in the sky fell below the palace walls, and the entire dungeon was only hung with torches on the walls of the aisle.Tongues of fire licked the void and crackled, but the light only projected within a square inch of the wall.

There was no warmth in Guan Xiaoxian's cell, only the cold moonlight fell on the ground through the window at the top of the cell, casting a cold light.

The night is as cold as water, and the chill in the prison is even worse.

Although Qing shrinks his neck, he always feels that a gust of cold wind with a musty smell rises from the soles of his feet and penetrates directly into his neck. He can't help but tighten his clothes, and turns his head to look at the corner of the wall that is completely shrunk in the shadows. black figure.

Guan Qingxian: "Fuxi, how are you? Is it cold?"

The black shadow that was almost blending into the night moved, and after a while, Fuxi's pale face appeared, and a pair of big black and white eyes stared straight at Guan Xiaoxian.

"I'm not cold." Fuxi said, his whole face turned pale and blue.

This poor little appearance immediately aroused Guan Xiaoxian's sympathy, he sighed, and simply dragged the man out of the corner to the cell door, and taught him to reach out to feel the warm light from the torch outside.

Even though the light from the fire couldn't drive away much of the chill, at least looking at it could warm my heart a bit.

Seeing Fuxi standing still, Guan Xiaoxian took his hand and pulled it out. When he touched the other person, he found that Fuxi's hands were cold and his body was trembling uncontrollably, as if he was in extreme fear.

This kid is so fucking pitiful!

Looking at that lifeless tender face, Guan Xiaoxian felt that his strong paternal love was about to be aroused, so he simply untied his coat and wrapped the thin Fuxi in his arms.

"Apprentice, I'm really...not cold..." Fuxi said while trembling.

"It's okay, it's not cold."

Guan Xiaoxian said very perfunctorily.

He hugged Fuxi like this, and as soon as he lowered his head, the tip of his nose rubbed against the back of the other's head, so he adjusted his posture and turned his head to the side, his eyes were facing Fuxi's side face, Guan Xiaoxian was stunned immediately.

Fuxi is only twelve or thirteen years old now, and she is petite, just at the time when male and female are indistinguishable. In addition, the food is good on weekdays, and the little face that is the size of a palm is white and tender, with red lips and white teeth. Just like a pretty and lovely little girl, with her legs shrunk like this and her whole body trembling slightly, it kind of makes me feel sorry for her.

It's not that Guan Xiaoxian suddenly had any evil thoughts, but seeing Fuxi's appearance, he couldn't help but think of Qiao Xie.

In the book, Qiao Xie entangled the Eighth Prince in every possible way and wanted to get involved, which is enough to show that he has turned into a mosquito coil.

Besides, according to the other party's usual behavior, no matter how handsome or manly he is, he can't hide the fact that he is a pervert!

The eighth prince was not desecrated, it was because he was powerful and had the aura of the protagonist around him.

But what about Fuxi?A young eunuch with delicate features in the deep palace, one day disappears for no reason, maybe no one will know...

And now, fortunately, they are being detained in the prison by Qiao Xie!

The more Guan Xiaoxian thought about it, the more frightened he became. He wondered if he was too suspicious at the moment. He seemed to have heard footsteps coming from a distance.

Listening again, Guan Xiaoxian suddenly trembled.

No, it's not his illusion!Someone really is coming!

Guan Xiaoxian was startled suddenly, before he had time to explain, he pulled Fuxi to stand up.

But the whole cell is just this big, and the beds are made of musty hay, so how can there be anything to cover it up?

In desperation, Guan Xiaoxian dragged Fuxi to the dark corner of the wall, scrubbed the dark floor hard, and wiped several handfuls of ashes on his face with his hands. Not showing the original beauty, he pushed him back to the corner with confidence, and whispered:

"Don't make a sound for a while, just wait here for me obediently."

After finishing speaking, Guan Xiaoxian turned around and was about to go back to the railing when he was suddenly caught by the corner of his clothes.

Fuxi looked up, looking at Guan Xiaoxian eagerly, with a pair of big black and white eyes on his dirty kitten-like face, like a pitiful little puppy.

Now, the little milk dog looked at Guan Xiaoxian and blinked, and suddenly shed two lines of clear tears, flushing two white marks on his cheeks, Fuxi sobbed sadly, as if facing parting:

"Apprentice...I'm sorry...you..."

"Say something stupid, I'm the one who got you involved."

Guan Xiaoxian pressed his chest with complicated emotions. He still had the money he snatched from Guan Haihai earlier in his pocket, but he never thought that after carrying it around for a day, he would end up giving it to Qiao Xie, that pervert.

Although Qiao Xie's temperament is described in the article as moody and moody, but... giving gifts, with his money-greedy style, he should let himself and Fuxi go, right?

Guan Xiaoxian was a little apprehensive.

As the footsteps approached, his legs coiled on the ground trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing a long shadow cast on the ground outside the prison door, Guan Xiaoxian suddenly turned over and looked vigilantly against the wall, only to see a foot wearing a black official boot coming from The edge of the prison protruded, and then there was a dark red corner of the clothes. The figure flicked calmly, and Qiao Xie's handsome and upright face appeared in front of the prison door.

Seeing Guan Xiaoxian who was facing a formidable enemy, he even raised the corner of his mouth to show a rather peaceful smile.

The current Guan Xiaoxian no longer thinks that the other party is exuding good intentions, but instead thinks that Qiao Xie's expression is full of ill intentions.He silently glanced at Fuxi.Fortunately, Fuxi kept crying silently. The first moment Qiaoxie appeared, she tightly covered her mouth and didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Guan Xiaoxian couldn't help but feel relieved, and was about to open his mouth to deal with Qiao Xie, but the latter suddenly changed his face and vividly explained what moodiness is:

"take away!"

At the same time as his words fell, two guards, Ma Liu'er, stepped forward to open the cell door, dragged him out of the cell with a bewildered Guan Xiaoxian, and dragged him to the torture room.

As soon as he entered the torture room, a strong smell of blood came over his face accompanied by the scorching temperature. Guan Xiaoxian was dragged on the ground by his arms and toes, and he looked around involuntarily. There are also iron objects of various colors that he has never seen before hanging on the wall. The cold light is cold, and there are even dried blood stains on the sharp points, which makes people shudder.

Without any explanation, he was tied to a wooden stake, Guan Xiaoxian's hands and legs were bound, and all the muscles in his body were trembling.

At this moment, he looked at Qiao Xie who was standing calmly with his hands behind his back not far away, as if he was looking at a demon in human skin.

Qiao Xie stared at Guan Youxian's pale face, and suddenly sneered:

"You guys, go and say hello to the one inside."

That... which one?

Although Xiao Xian's mind was blank at the moment, when he heard Qiao Xie's words, the senses in his mind just repeated them mechanically, and he didn't realize what he was going to do, until the guards behind him led the order to leave and went straight to the depths of the cell.

Not long after, there was a scream in the cell.

Fuxi!

Guan Xiaoxian shuddered all over and struggled violently, but the hemp rope tied around his hands and legs was extremely tight, he could feel the rough rope rubbing against his wrist, making him unable to move.

The screams from the cell were louder than louder, interspersed with the sound of running.

Suddenly, Fuxi's screams were cut off.

The chilling sounds in the dungeon disappeared, only the footsteps that made Guan Xiaoxian more uneasy.

"Fuxi, Fuxi!"

Guan Xiaoxian turned his head desperately, but was blocked by the wooden stake behind him, so he couldn't see anything.

When he wasn't paying attention, Qiao Xie frowned calmly, calling the jailer who was standing and waiting, and was about to ask a question, when suddenly Guan Xiaoxian turned his head, his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.

"What are you doing!"

Qiao Xie paused, waved the jailer away, raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "What do you think?"

A cavity of anger surged in his chest, Guan Xiaoxian struggled desperately, his frayed wrist was burning like a flame, he was dazzled by the anger, and cursed without thinking:

"Qiaoxie, you villain! Let go of Fuxi! Come at me for anything!"

"Aiming at you?"

Qiao Xie narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly stood up and walked towards Guan Qingxian.

Seeing him approaching, Guan Xiaoxian's first reaction was to shrug his shoulders and back away, then he raised his head and said with a stiff neck:

"Yes! That's right, I'm telling you, I'm bloody, and I'm not afraid of death! Even if you beat me to death today...wait, you fucking distance yourself from me!"

"I don't."

Qiao Xie posted it with a sneer, her falcon-like sharp eyes staring straight at Guan Xiaoxian's.

"Keep talking." He patted Guan Xiaoxian's face casually, "Why don't you let me let that little eunuch go?"

"..."

Guan Xiaoxian avoided Qiao Xie's hand, stared at the air in front of him, and silently closed the chrysanthemum tightly.

Suddenly I remembered that I was also a delicate flower in my 20s.

What if... what if Qiao Xie, young and old, loves meat and vegetables and wants to attack him?

The consequence of being impulsive now is definitely being insulted by this guy, if he wants to get both himself and Fuxi out, he can only outsmart him!

Guan Xiaoxian figured it out, endured the great hatred in his heart, took a deep breath, and forced a smile on Qiao Xie's sinister face that made people hate him.

"Pfft-"

Josie was amused by him, so he patted Guan Xianxian's cheeks aggressively, and jokingly said:

"Why, now you know you're afraid?"

Hold back, hold back!

Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and protect your life forever.

Guan Xiaoxian took a few breaths back and forth to forcefully suppress the disgust, and gritted his teeth with the corners of his mouth and said:

"Please - back up."

Hearing this, Qiao Xie bullied her and leaned against Guan Xiaoxian and said arrogantly:

"I won't go back, what can you do?"

Fuck, it's never over, right?

Guan Xiaoxian was also provoked into blood, and sneered: "What can I do if you tie me here? If you have the ability, let me go, I will beat you until your mother doesn't even know you!"

"The tone is quite loud." Qiao Xie patted his face contemptuously, and his smile became colder, "Don't keep swearing at me, I don't like to hear it."

Guan Xiaoxian suddenly laughed angrily: "Only state officials are allowed to set fires, but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps, right?"

Josie: "That's right."

Seeing that a scolding battle was about to start, Guan Xiaoxian caught a glimpse of several jailers who had left just now carrying a stretcher, and there was still one person lying on the stretcher.

When passing by Guan Xiaoxian, whether it was intentional or not, the bloody face of the lying man turned to face Guan Xiaoxian.

"Fuxi! Let the fuck go of me! Qiao Xie! You have the ability to fight me one-on-one! I'll kill you!"

Hearing that Qiao Xie raised his eyebrows and was about to step forward, suddenly a forbidden soldier hurried in and whispered something in his ear, Qiao Xie's face changed slightly, and he turned to look at Guan Qingxian and said in a cold tone:

"Come back and clean you up."

After finishing speaking, ignoring Guan Xiaoxian's yelling, he turned around and left the dungeon.

Guan Xiaoxian was dragged back to the prison by the jailer again.

After being thrown on the haystack, he immediately got up with his burning knees, turned around and rushed to the cell door, but it was too late, and the jailers quickly closed their chains and left.

He opened the cell door and looked out, only seeing the guards hurrying in the long tunnel, but he couldn't see the scene in the torture room at all.

Thinking of the scene of Fuxi lying on a stretcher covered in blood, Guan Xiaoxian trembled with anger:

"These bastards!"

Suddenly the tip of his chin felt cold, and he reached out to touch it, wiping away the tears in his palm.

Guan Xiaoxian kicked towards the cell door, and said viciously:

"Josh, wait for me!"

After cursing, he turned around and rummaged through the cell.

-

A second before the jailer approached the cell, Guan Xiaoxian was smashing the lock with a stone picked up from the corner.

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, he hurriedly stuffed the stone into the waistband of his trousers, turned around and lay down against the wall, pretending to be asleep.

There was the clacking of keys behind him.

Guan Xiaoxian silently considered in his heart——

unlock.

Open the door.

Someone came in.

close the door.

Close the lock.

gone.

After the guard's footsteps faded away, he heard the friction of his new cellmate's clothes, as if he had squatted down at the cell door.

Guan Xiaoxian then turned his head and took a look.

Under the dim light, the man happened to squat unrestrainedly and looked at Guan Xiaoxian.

The two stared at each other for a while, and exclaimed at the same time——

"Leisure?!"

"father?!"

Guan Haihai and Guan Xiaoxian, father and son, squatted and lay down, looking at each other.

The author has something to say:

Hmph, someone will definitely ask why the author is so thick and long!

No way, I am a mighty author! ! !

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